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"Tian Mengke." She replied.

"child……"

The old lady calmed down only after she tried her best to comfort her. She turned her head and looked at Tian Mengke seriously. Looking at it this way, she really looks very, very similar to Xiao Qing.

However, she felt that the child seemed to be thinner, not as cute as before, but a bit mature.

"Your mother left me the day after she fired me, and I didn't even have time to see her for the last time." The old woman tried her best to recall what happened at that time, "The next day the police took me to make a record. All of them are left in the file, if your father has any, you can ask him."

"Well, at the time I thought I wasn't doing well enough, which caused your mother to punish me."

Actually not.

"Did they fight in the past?"

When Tian Mengke was in kindergarten, the house was never quiet for a minute.Generally speaking, after the quarrel, she would accompany Tian's mother out for a walk.

Father Tian never apologized.

...That's right, Tian Mengke guessed that was the case.

"That night, I thought my mother should see you. After a while, I heard things being smashed in the room. Did she give you anything?"

The old woman thought for a while, then patted her head and said, "I remembered it when you said it, yes!"

She got up quickly, but she was far away from the locker.Tian Mengke went over to support her, and the two came to the side of the cabinet together.

The woman opened the storage cabinet, and there was a wooden box inside, which had long been covered with dust.She wiped off the dust with her sleeve, and then handed the key to Tian Mengke.

"I haven't opened it for so many years because she left it to you. I thought I would never see you again. I planned to let my son take this thing to Xiao Qing's tomb after I died. Leave it alone."

……

"I didn't expect you to remember me living here after so many years."

"At that time, my mother and I came here to see you, of course I remember." She smiled shyly.

The two talked a lot about the old days: "By the way, can I take this back to watch?"

"Of course, it's yours." The old woman smiled, "Do you live just across the street? Remember to call me if you need it."

"Thank you!"

……

***

She took the box and said a simple goodbye to the old man.After saying goodbye, Tian Mengke returned to his dormitory. Jiang Fan was reading the news on the lounge chair with his mobile phone. Tian Mengke walked past her disheartenedly and walked into the room.

The iron lock was a bit rusty, and it seemed that it was difficult to move after it was inserted. Tian Mengke broke it hard, and the lock was opened, but the lock broke immediately.She sighed and threw the lock into the trash can.

When she opened the box full of expectations, she found that there was nothing inside, as if the weight of the box came from itself.

Tian Meng could at least write a letter to herself for her mother, but there were only photos in it.And the weirdest thing is that there is not a single photo with my mother, but all photos of myself playing in the garden.

She was suddenly a little disappointed.

The people outside sensed something was wrong and walked in.Tian Mengke sat on the bed with arched legs and flipped through every photo.

"Ke'er, what's the matter?" Jiang Fan asked with concern, then slowly walked to her bed and sat down.

Jiang Fan sat down from behind, gently wrapped his arms around her waist, and leaned his head on his shoulder to browse through the photos with her.That was her when she was a child, right?Probably... four or five years old?

It's the girl who smiles very sweetly.

"Where did you get these?"

"I went to see the nanny, who helped my mother with housework when I was a child." Seeing Jiang Fan frowning, she said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."

……

Jiang Fan couldn't directly criticize, so he said, "If this makes you feel better, you don't have to tell me everything."

"But, I don't understand what mother means." She gritted her teeth and said, "Why didn't she write something to me."

After Jiang Fan listened to what she said, he deliberately paid attention to the photos. The angles of each photo were taken in place. The girl was always smiling when she was playing in every place, and she would not have any troubles.

how to say?There is a bit of a metaphor in it, but Jiang Fan needs to organize the language.

Chapter 59 The Little Diva and the Psychologist 59

From the photos that Mother Tian took out, it can be seen that she doesn't seem like a person who can show herself.She knows her illness, so she also knows that sooner or later her daughter will be like her.

Jiang Fan didn't know why Mother Tian didn't write a letter.It may be that no matter how many words you write, you can't explain clearly what is the most important thing.Jiang Fan sat on her back and flipped through these photos one by one.

"Where were you at that time, you seemed very happy?" Jiang Fan asked affectionately.

The scenery in the photo does not look like a kindergarten, but more like a place for traveling in the countryside.The girl should have been less than five years old at that time, before her mother had an accident.

Tian Mengke remembers a lot of things when he was a child, probably because he seldom saw his mother. Even if he didn't remember many things at the time, he can slowly recall them later.